"A fugitive?"
Yang Tian laughed.
During missions overseas, he'd always been hunted by assassins and rcenaries. This was the first ti he'd beco what they called a fugitive.
Moreover, it was the President of Milan, Oranque, who issued the warrant.
If Yang Tian's old comrades knew, they would definitely give him a thumbs up.
"Yang, this is going to be troubleso now."
Ling Ying was an assassin, well aware of the power of a Milan warrant. She had an assassin sister who was apprehended in less than half a day after stealing Milan's secrets.
On this planet, apart from Rose Country openly defying Milan, other countries would cooperate with Milan to capture fugitives in their territories swiftly.
"What is there to fear? We'll just take a helicopter back."
Yang Tian said lightly.
He wasn't afraid of the Corpse Demon; why would he fear the President of Milan?
Ridiculous!
At worst, they could face off again. Yang Tian was now a martial artist, and even if Oranque developed radium-like material, Yang Tian could confront it directly.
"Xiaodan will be back. We'll leave through the xico border. Once we reach the open sea, we won't have to worry about Oranque making a move!"
Chen Ming said with a determined face.
Xiaodan didn't dare delay, quickly returning and piloting the helicopter towards the xico border.
Just then, a rapid phone ringing was heard. It was Kesenton calling: "Yang, this is bad. You've already been wanted by Milan."
"It's fine, we're already leaving Milan."
Yang Tian replied calmly.
"Milan's aviation departnt has intercepted all the flight routes within its airspace, and using GPR, they already know your route. They're dispatching fighter jets to intercept you!"
Kesenton's voice was filled with urgency.
Upon hearing this, everyone's faces changed: "Sending fighter jets to intercept? We should land quickly; if we're hit, we'll surely crash and perish."
But Yang Tian was surprisingly calm: "No problem, keep going. If they dare to co, I'll dare to shoot them down!"
"This..."
The pilot Xiaodan turned pale, nervously glancing at Chen Ming.
"Yang Tian is the future leader of the Chen Clan. We'll follow his instructions."
Chen Ming said quickly.
"The future leader of the Chen Clan?"
Xiaodan was shaken, knowing Yang Tian's status, likely Chen Ming's descendant.
Without further hesitation, he piloted the helicopter towards the xico border.
In just ten minutes of flight, the unique roar of fighter jets echoed as three T9 jets rapidly approached.
"Milan dispatches T9 fighter jets?"
Huang Lun frowned.
"Sir, we're in trouble now. The T9 jets have signal jamrs that will disrupt our flight path. Moreover, upon their command, a missile can destroy us."
The pilot Xiaodan said, pale-faced.
"Yang Tian, what do we do next?"
Chen Ming looked at Yang Tian, being a martial artist, Yang Tian might be able to counter those fighters.
Yang Tian was surprisingly calm: "No worries, just keep going forward, and use radio waves to tell them to retreat. If they advance, the only outco is death."
"This..." Xiaodan's eyes were filled with shock; he couldn't believe Yang Tian was so brazen. Under the pursuit of three fighter jets, not only was Yang Tian unflustered, but he also intended to warn the three fighter jets to retreat?
This was beyond re bravado.
"It's fine, just follow my instructions."
Yang Tian patted Xiaodan on the shoulder.
Xiaodan gritted his teeth, ultimately sending a radio ssage: "This is a flight to xico. Please retreat imdiately. If you continue pursuit, your outco will be death!"
Shortly after the radio wave was sent, mocking laughter rang out: "Are you joking internationally?"
"I'm dead serious, giving you the final chance to retreat. Your Milan has always been arrogant; don't risk your life over insignificant matters. Life is good, and I hope you cherish it."
This ti, Yang Tian personally sent a radio wave.
Soon, jeering voices replied: "Since that's the case, you can go straight to hell! Fire!"
A tracking missile was fired from one of the fighter jets behind, zooming towards the helicopter like a torpedo. No matter how Xiaodan maneuvered, he couldn't shake off the missile.
"Sir, what should we do next?"
Xiaodan beca anxious.
Wasn't Yang Tian inviting disaster by warning the Milan soldiers behind?
"It's fine, let the missile hit us."
Yang Tian said calmly, channeling his spiritual breath, forming a shield around the helicopter's exterior.
"Let the missile hit..."
Xiaodan went pale and bloodless, but as he hesitated, the missile struck.
Boom!
A blast was heard.
Xiaodan instinctively closed his eyes, only to soon reopen them in amazent to find the helicopter intact, with just a mild jolt from the missile explosion.
"What's happening?"
Xiaodan asked instinctively.
"Don't ask too much, just keep going, into xico. If they pursue further, it becos an international incident."
Yang Tian said nonchalantly.
Though still puzzled, Xiaodan felt more confident in Yang Tian, piloting the helicopter toward xican territory as the missile couldn't down the helicopter.
The three fighter jets continued to tail them. The bewildered pilots of the jets were puzzled: "Why didn't the missile take down the escapee?"
The team captain mused: "It's okay; they must have evaded it by maneuvering the helicopter. Let's keep firing. Though the president wants them alive, in this scenario, they'd regret it if we just shoot them down! Continue firing!"
"Yes!"
The ear-piercing sound of three more missiles being fired followed as they pursued the helicopter.
"Sir, they're firing again!"
Seeing three more missiles on the radar, Xiaodan beca anxious once more.
"How far is the xico border?"
Yang Tian suddenly asked.
"Not far, only ten minutes of flight."
Xiaodan quickly responded.
"Alright, keep flying towards the xico border and inform the xican air force. We want these three missiles to hit xican jets!"
Yang Tian said provocatively.
Everyone was taken aback by his words, then emotionally praised: "Yang Tian, you truly are clever. If Milan's jets hit xican jets, it will surely cause a conflict between the two countries!"
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